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Nonsense
type nonsense but still use good grammar. I will include an example. don't tag me, I read all entries. keep it clean.
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Posey
• 106 reads

Nocturne

For whatever reason the rain falls

with only half its heart tonight, moreso

starlight morose

along my skin, however the thought

was too much

& not enough. So thoroughly I fell

into love, an obsessional

concerning gold, golden, & gold-filled darknesses,

concerning how darkness makes a puzzle

out of you. Moreover, if I could

swallow the night

as the night swallows me.

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Autism Acceptance
This month is Autism Acceptance month! Write something that relates to autism or autism acceptance, where it be prose or poetry or your thoughts on whatever. Have a nice month, remember to #light it up red and that Autism $peaks should NOT be supported.,
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Posey
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rusted metal sunshine

Maybe you noticed when you started school. On the playground there were primary colors. There was the smell of juice dribble on pavement with ants, rusted metal sunshine, dust on rubber like kickball if you don’t want to play just sit in the dugout or maybe, maybe you had to play for gosh knows why. There were all the other children and you were there too. Well, I mean, it was more like you were near there. Or beside there. Definitely you were near beside there. Definitely you were not with the other children. Always not with. Indefinitely. It was lonely and made you tired and that’s just the way it was and is forever and ever amen.

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Emotion: Ambedo
n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—briefly soaking in the experience of being alive, an act that is done purely for its own sake -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- . Write short prose or poem expressing this emotion. Regardless of which on you choose it has to be expressed within 6 to 12 sentences ( prose) or lines (prose or poem). I'll be doing four more of these challenges later. Thank you Thought Catalog for gathering these wonderful words. May the games begin! --------------------------------------------------------------------------- On the 18th of January, I'll be starting Nodus Tollens as my Emotion challenge.
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Posey
• 79 reads

you move

you move and you move me second hand or minute hand and hour hand; you move me we could be paints

oilssuns shadows at the brim they spill they mix they never touch we spread across a canvasclock the ingredients of us

space guts

bone stuff

skin stretch mechanical

movements; and the moments that tick away in between they collide they intertwine they never touch we spread across you move and i move you move and

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Challenge
What is the devil afraid of?
Any format goes. Any genre you want.
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Posey in Fiction
• 110 reads

the devil dreams

The devil dreams in brilliant colors. She dreams of painting the universe in shades of lavender and planting peonies across space that bloom into moons. She dreams of finding love with a like-minded angel. And although she feels no shame for her fall, she dreams of a kinder, wiser god. But when she wakes up it is to the reality of a fallen morning star; thoroughly desolate and gray.

Despite the rumors, the devil has no influence over humanity or their souls. She is powerless and reigns over no domain. Simply put she has been banished to nowhere and is to stay there for as long as one forever. She could easily withstand at least a few forevers. But the gossip and rumors that god has incited, for thousands of years now, really hurt. The devil knows how humans disdain her, even so, she finds the species adorable. Sadness spreads throughout the feathers of her tattered wings when she thinks of them.

And so on the edge of existence and at the corner of nowhere, she waxes and wanes. She muses and dreams. But sometimes she has nightmares. Unbearable nightmares that are made of sapphire flames and hate. The kind of nightmares that grab the devil by the jaw and breathe doom into her stomach and dread into her heart. Nightmares that depict the eternally sprawling terror of hell with the devil herself at its helm.

Whenever she wakes from such nightmares, fear tugs at her eyes and droplets fall in hues unknown to humankind.

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6 Word Challenge
Write a poem in any style or genre you want but have to include this words: doll, delirious, madly, stand, late, and pierce. The words can be plural or singular, past, present or future, in any order you’d like.  *Tag me in the comments.
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Posey in Poetry & Free Verse
• 61 reads

yours

call me a

one-trick pony, a two-trick tramp, or a

three-trick delirious bitch; call me a

late-night doll

wind me up and bend me over, pose

me perfect and crave me madly

pierce my porcelain

skin and paint me red; call me an

off-kilter hit or miss, a stand-in to

pull out

call me crazy and call me yours

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6 Word Challenge
Write a poem in any style or genre you want but have to include this words: apologize, gorgeous, break, sneak, saw, feeble. The words can be plural or singular, past, present or future, in any order you’d like. *Tag me in the comments.
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Posey in Poetry & Free Verse
• 53 reads

the heel of my boot

a melody screamed apologies when it saw the ivory split;

pretty keys crack like teeth

and I could hear your bones slithering, sneak, such

feeble fingers gorgeous, break

just a

blood-muddled mosh pit by the heel of my boot

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Six Word Story
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Posey
• 135 reads

her short-lived hobby

Moonwalking on ledges,

she dramatically exits.

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